Max leant back on
the sofa and smiled at the red wolf. “Oh, it's you. Took you long enough, Kev."

Kevin gave Tom a
quick grin, making the grey wolf fluster even more than he already did. He then
looked at the group and smiled friendly, though still incredibly alluring as
his outfit showed his defined build and his tail lazily swayed behind him. “Hi
guys, I'm Kevin Huntington from Management. Nice to meet 'cha." He put his
hands in his red jacket pocket.

“Hey, Kev!"

“Hi."

Everyone greeted
him. Kevin was easy to handle himself in a situation like this, wasn't he? If
only he knew Tom felt like walking into a jungle just a few moments ago.

Although, looking
at them as the red wolf exchanged friendly punches and kicks with Max, Tom
wondered how much closer had they gotten. Max was a lot friendlier now compared
to their first few encounters. What happened? Did Kevin give him a 'service' or
was there something else?

They chatted for a
while. Andy gave the red wolf a cup and poured him some beer. Tom drank from
his own and lay back on the sofa next to Max. Kevin exchanged jokes with the
others as if they were good friends before. Sometimes he envied both Kevin and
Max for having such high social skills.

“You know, it's
not often the basketball ace visits a non-basketball party before." Nathan said
as he drank from his cup.

Tom's ears perked
up at that. That was… new. He silently watched them as he took the new
information in.

“Yeah, sorry if I
haven't been really sociable lately. It's been an annoying semester." Kevin
said while sheepishly scratching his ear. “But a certain someone brightened it
up."

The grey wolf's
ears lowered as a wild thought flashed in his mind. Was Kevin talking about
him?

Andy shoved him on
the side. “Sounds like someone's in love."

“Fuck no!" Kevin
bit back with a laugh. “Well, I wouldn't call it love. More like a fond liking.
I'm over the crushing part."

“Sounds the same
to me."

“Eh anyway, can I
borrow Tom for a while?" the large red wolf suddenly said and looked at him and
Max. The dog raised his eyebrows in curiosity but did nothing. Kevin took a
bottle of beer from the table and beckoned him to follow him.

Max gave Tom a
concerned look as he stood up. Tom just nodded at him, quietly saying that he
would be careful, then left the group.

They navigated the
crowd again. The music was now playing something soft instead of hip hop like
before. In front of the stereo system, some couples danced together to the soft
music. He saw Martin and Ellie dancing together, the former was trying to hold
back his laugh every time Ellie took a wrong step.

The living room
was a bit less packed than before. When Tom looked at the clock just above the
telly, it showed almost 22. Had it really been that long here?

Kevin led him to
the stairs and climbed up. There were still people on the second floor, but it
was a lot less crowded here. They walked to the balcony and Kevin sat down on a
bench there, putting the bottle down on the floor.

The red wolf
patted the seat next to him, “Come here."

Tom debated
whether it would be a wise choice to sit there, but he complied nonetheless. It
was cold here. He shifted away a bit when he got the thought that Kevin might
use that as a reason to move closer to him.

And he did. Kevin
moved closer to him, their sides touching. “It's cold here, isn't it?"

“Uh, sort of?"

Kevin chuckled and
took the beer, then poured it to his and Tom's cup. “Drink some."

“Ya, thanks." The grey wolf accepted the
cup and took a sip. “Anyway, you never told me you're the basketball ace."

Kevin let out a
small apologetic laugh. “Sorry about that. I just don't want people to know right
away that I'm the basketball ace." He gulped his drink. “Much like Max, I guess.
Did Max tell you that he's the football star?"

“No, sih.
He's never told me that, but I knew that anyway since the day we met because
he… kind of attracted crowds of people."

“That bound to
happen." He laughed again.

“Why don't you
tell people that anyway? Wouldn't that mean you get popularity and a lot of guys?"

“Well, yeah. Don't
get me wrong, I like the popularity, I just don't like the hassle. It was
really fun at first but as the semesters go on… it's more like a chore than a
blessing. I still use that sometimes to pick up dudes, though." He grinned.

“That's got to be
easy." Tom chuckled a little. “I… uh… I don't want to make friends with people
just because they're popular, though. I want to be friends with Max because we want to be friends. I like
reciprocity I guess."

“I know, dude."
Kevin put his arm around him. To Tom, the action felt more friendly than flirty,
but it still made him shudder a bit. He could feel the red wolf's muscles on
his shoulder and sides. “I know you won't use my or Max's status just to earn
yourself a blast in popularity. That made me like you." He ruffled the smaller
wolf's head fur, earning a slight growl to which he only chuckled. “Don't
tell anyone about me, though, okay?"

“If you're popular
then people are bound to know you, you know?"

“I know, but don't
tell those who don't."

“But at least tell
Mart and the others. They're nice people, they won't tell anyone else." Tom
sipped his drink. The arm didn't leave; instead it pulled him closer to the red
wolf. This close, Tom could smell the other's scent stronger, and it smelled…
kind of nice, actually. It was rare for him to be able to be this close to another wolf, so he was a bit glad.

“I think they'll
find that out by themselves." He gulped his drink. “Or if they won't, yeah I'll
tell them."

“It's kind of
amazing, the basketball ace of the campus had a crush on a puny no one like me." The
smaller wolf said, smiling shyly.

Kevin laughed. “You
should consider yourself honored."

Tom laughed along,
then they went quiet.

It was a
comfortable silence. Tom watched the sky as the snow was slowly falling. He was
trying to process this new information; he had a crush on the football captain
of the campus, all the while the basketball ace had a crush on him. That was
actually quite delightful for an amateur romantic yiff story.

His fluffy tail
swayed contently beside him.

The grey wolf took
a sip from his own cup, enjoying the scenery and the embrace. Kevin was right, it
was cold and the gesture made him feel warmer.

Kevin finished his
cup and said. “Um, Tom?"

“Hm?" Tom turned
to look at him. Somehow, the other's face had gotten paler than usual. Probably
he drank too much.

The bigger wolf
didn't continue, he just looked away and poured himself another cup. Tom had
the impression that he was nervous, which was near impossible considering how
forward the red wolf was.

“I'm wondering,"
Tom took a gulp from his own. “did you bring me here just so that you can grope
me in private?"

Kevin let out a
small laugh. “Definitely."

Tom rolled his
eyes as Kevin grinned nervously, his tail wagging next to him. For some reason,
it didn't really bother him. Probably it was the alcohol making his mind a bit
calmer.

What did he want
from Kevin?

He wasn't sure of
it. The red wolf had made it clear that he was interested in him, both sexually
and emotionally… emotionally? He wasn't sure. Tom himself, while physically
interested in Kevin, wasn't really emotionally attracted to him. They barely
knew each other, far less than him and Max.

Tom wasn't looking
for that. In fact, physical relationship wasn't really his thing. True, Kevin
was hot, but what use would it bring if he didn't know him? For him,
relationship based on sex was unimaginable. Maybe this was why he had never had
one-night stands.

He could always
get to know Kevin as they progressed, yet as much as he wanted that, anything
could go wrong while he was already starting to like him. Besides, he already
had his eyes on Max. Straight might Max be, at least the dog was dependable and
saw him as someone close. Kevin was too emotionally unstable for him.

Or that was what
he thought. He could be wrong, but first impressions certainly told him that.

The grey wolf let
out a deep breath. “Hei, Kev," he
started as he took a sip from his cup. “you said you were over the crushing
part. What do you feel towards me as of now?"

Kevin didn't
answer. Tom turned his head to look at him and found the red wolf was staring
into the sky, his fur softly waving from the wind.

“Like I said,"
Kevin started, his tone soft. His ears were on half-mast. “I'm over the
crushing part." He said, followed by a small, sheepish laugh and looked at Tom.
“Though honestly I'm still attracted to you and I won't turn down any advances
you make. I don't know, this attraction has changed from physical into… er,
emotional, I guess." He scratched his head.

“Emotional?"

“Remember that time
we went to that restaurant with Max, when I was so drunk you two had to carry me to
my dorm?" he asked; Tom nodded. “That time I realized that you're strong as a
rock. Max was right, you're dependable."

Tom chuckled a
bit. “Max said that?"

“More than you know.
I realized that… well… these few weeks I've been leaning on you more and more.
I know I sound stupid, but you're one of the most trustworthy people I know."
Kevin tightened his embrace a little bit.

Tom looked away in
embarrassment. He didn't know he had such an effect on other people.

“Maybe drinking
too much beer wasn't such a good idea." The larger wolf continued with a small
chuckle. “You know, I'm actually more sober when I'm drunk."

“Lah you
just realised that now?"

“Too long."

Tom chuckled along.
Then Kevin took hold of his hand, making Tom curiously look at him. The red
wolf didn't show any other expression other than a small smile as he guided
Tom's hand onto his chest.

Blushing a bit at
the feeling of those pecs, Tom struggled to manage to keep a straight face.
Kevin felt nice, warm and firm, and he could feel the strength inside. He could
feel the other wolf's heartbeat; it was a bit faster than his own panickily
beating one. Come on, this isn't the right time to fluster.

“You know, Tom, argh,
this sounds stupid," Kevin said, then took another swig from his cup. “I know
you're not attracted to me. I just want you to know that you're the first one I
still feel attracted to even after my crushing part is over. If you need
anything just tell me and I'll give it. Even my virgin ass."

“Kev, you're
drunk." Tom gulped. “We barely even know each other."

“I know, so let me
just say this. I like you, like, really like you. Which is weird considering
we've known each other for just less than two months." He let out a sigh. “Can
I get a kiss?"

“Um, wut?"

Kevin looked away
and blushed. “Or if you're not into it that's fine. I just wa—eep!"

Honestly, that was
too cute. Tom pulled his hand from the larger wolf's chest and took hold of his
muzzle, earning a yelp from him. Kevin's eyes immediately locked on him, his
confusion and surprise clear on his face. Tom's heart was beating too quickly,
was he really going to kiss him? How long was he going to fool himself and keep
telling the other that he wasn't interested?

Their eyes met,
and Tom swore everything became warmer. To cover his growing nervousness, the
smaller wolf smiled, and brought Kevin's muzzle to his level. The larger wolf
just let himself be manipulated.

Tom then kissed
him on his forehead as tall as he could reach. “You're too cute."

When Tom released
him, Kevin was blushing madly, his ears completely flat, his tail wagging so
hard next to him. He pulled his head and looked away as Tom let out a small
laugh. “D-don't just tease people!"

“You have to taste
your own medicine sometimes." Tom retorted with a grin.

“Fuck you."

Tom laughed again.
Somehow, his heart was now calmer, not beating as hard as before. That request
was unexpected, and he kind of thought the other would ask for a… well, a grope
or a fuck. He didn't think the red wolf would be this cute and ask for a kiss.

Kevin's tail was
still wagging. Tom wondered how much he actually didn't know about the other.

He sighed and
finished his drink. “We should head back, it's getting late. They're probably
looking for us right now."

“You're right."
Kevin said, still not looking at him. Tom didn't blame him for that. They then
stood up, Kevin taking the beer and bringing it with him.

When they went
inside, a lot of people had already left. He didn't even see Martin or any of
his guys, save for James who was talking and joking to Octo in the kitchen.

Now that was
curious.

“Oh, hey, Tom." Nathan
greeted him when they were close enough to the previous spot. There were only
Max, Nathan, and John. “The others left already."

Max put his cup
down. “Martin and the others were looking for you," he said drunkenly. “you
weren't there."

Next to him, Kevin
chuckled. Tom, though, was not impressed. “Right, I forgot what a party animal is
Max." He said to himself, then he asked Andy whose tail was visible from the
kitchen. “Andy, how much has Max drunk?"

“Too much, I
think." Andy replied from the kitchen, taking care of the mess the others had
left. “I don't think he could walk home." He added with a small chuckle.

“Fuck no! I'm
perfectly cabaple!" Max suddenly stood up and stumbled forward, making Tom
reflexively hold onto him. The dog wobbled, and sat back down on the sofa,
sighing as he did so. He then looked at Tom with an apologetic face. “Erm,
sorry."

Tom just let out a
fond sigh.

Max stood up
again, this time more slowly. He clung on to Tom who was nearly crushed under
the dog's weight. The grey wolf held onto Max's arm as best he could and
supported his chest while trying his hardest not to fluster. His breath reeked
of beer as he panted, and his scent was so strongly entering his nostrils. He
really didn't have to sniff his jacket, did he? He could just fit snugly to the
dog's side like this.

Kevin approached
them and held the dog's other arm. “Here, let me help."

“Thanks guys."

The grey wolf shot
Kevin a look, but Kevin didn't grin or smirk. His face was serious as he
adjusted the arm.

If Kevin wasn't
trying to take a chance and grope him, then Tom would let him help. He let out
a sigh and said, “Andy, me, Max, and Kevin are going home. Thanks a lot for the
party."

The lion appeared
from the kitchen, a concerned look on his face. “He's not gonna pass out, is
he? I want to let him stay the night but my room's all full."

Max looked up at
him and smiled weakly. “'S fine. Prolly, but I got my buds to help me if I do."

The fluster on
Tom's face became redder.

“Sorry for the
mess, though, the party was a blast." Kevin said.

“No probs, mates!
Take care!"

They guided Max
out from the house. After giving a quick wave to James who was still talking to
Octo and taking their respective coat and jackets, they went outside.

The snow had
stopped falling. It was still cloudy, but the sky was clearer than before. Tom
looked up at the last snow of the night falling from the sky, feeling a bit
nostalgic.

“Not really what's
expected, right?" Max weakly said and laughed a little. They wobbled a bit as
they walked out of Andy's lawn. “Sorry for this, guys."

“Hey, a man for a
man." Kevin said and gave him a pat on his back.

“Don't talk too
much, Max." Tom smiled. “We'll take you to your dorm. You need either of us to
stay over until morning?"

“Thanks, Tom, but
is okay. I don't wanna ruin your holiday. 'Sides, I know tomorrow 'm gonna
crash till afternoon tomorrow anyway."

The grey wolf's
tail found the shepherd's, and when he curled his tail around it, Max did the
same. “Call if you need help."

Max burped loudly,
and the wolves laughed.

“We're here."

Tom turned around.
Kevin was still behind him, his tail waving lazily from side to side. He was
nervously looking at Tom, which was cute, considering how much bigger was he
compared to the grey wolf.

Speaking of size,
Tom's back hurt a little. Max was really heavy.

There were some
curious glances from the onlookers as they walked side by side, but Kevin
shrugged them off easily. They didn't look like they were hooking up for the
night… did they?

“Thanks for
walking me to my dorm, Kev." Tom chuckled and nodded at him. “Really, I
should've been the one walking you to your dorm."

Kevin scratched
his head. “Eh, that's fine. I'll manage. Though…"

Tom looked at
Kevin curiously.

“Can I…" he said,
looking away. “Can I stay the night at your place?"

The grey wolf's curious
look turned to calculating as soon as those words were uttered. Was this why
Kevin wanted to walk him to his dorm, to actually hook up with him? Tom's mind
was a little hazy from the alcohol, but he was still sober enough to take his
mind off all the things it wanted to do while Kevin was here. “Kev…"

“I know, I know! I
won't grope you while you're not looking, I promise!" The red wolf quickly
defended. He put his hands above his chest and shook his head. “Seriously, I'm
not gonna fuck you while you're sleeping! I swear to god!"

...Tom allowed
himself a small smile. “Kev, you're drunk."

Kevin sighed. “I
know. Look, um, uh… I…" he looked away again and his ears flattened. “I just
wanna spend one night with you if that's not much. I just… god, at least please
allow me." Kevin looked at him and went closer, putting his hands on the
smaller wolf's shoulder. “Please."

“Kev, you're
drunk." Nonetheless, Tom nodded, masking his beating heart and trembling hands.
“Okay, you can stay the night, though my dorm is cramped."

“Can we… um… can I
sleep with you?"

“Okay." Tom put
the keys into the door with a trembling hand. “I have a decently-sized bed, but
I'm not sure it's going to fit both of us. Let's see."

Fuck this, he was
done. He couldn't hide his unwanted feelings anymore. Kevin would discover that
he was gay all this time and not only that, sexually
crushing on him too.

But now that he
thought about it, it wouldn't really be that bad. Drunk Kevin was surprisingly nice…
not as nice as Max, but still, nicer than when he was sober. Even if Kevin was
bullying him, he knew he had the upper hand. He just hoped that Kevin wouldn't
bully him next morning when he was sober.

The door opened
and Tom went inside, turning the lamps on. “Come on in. Sorry for the mess." He
then took his jacket and trousers off, adjusted his pants to better cover his
semi-erection, and walked to the kitchen area to get them some water.

“Mess? This is
cleaner than even my mom's room!" He heard Kevin say, he just chuckled.

Good thing he had cleaned
his room from his breakdown earlier today. It took a while but he didn't have
anything else to do anyway.

He took two
glasses of water and went back to the other wolf. Kevin was out of his jacket
and sitting on the edge of the bed, curiously looking at the pile of books he
borrowed from the library on the desk. Tom handed the water to him.

“Thanks."

Tom sat next to
him, not too close or he'd risk the other sensing his nervousness. “You want to
have a shower before bed?"

“Shower?" Kevin
gulped down the water. “No thanks, too tired for one. You wanna take one?" He
put his glass on the nightstand and lay on the bed, hugging one of the bolsters.
“Anyway, sometimes I don't wear tops when I sleep. Sometimes they stink."

Tom chuckled nervously.

“Eh why do you
only have one bed?"

“There's the other
one." He pointed at the makeshift table he made across the room, the area he
referred to as 'kitchen area'. “I live alone, so I turned that into a kitchen
table."

“Oh."

A comfortable silence fell over them for a while. Tom thought the red wolf had gone asleep, but
he moved his feet until it brushed with his tail.

“Um, you want me
to read you bedtime stories?"

“Fuck yes!" Kevin
sat up, excitement on his face. “Can I fap to that too?"

“Kev,"

“Haha, sorry,
sorry." He laughed a little. “So… we just sleep?"

“Well, you said
you were tired."

“Right."

Tom stood up and
took Kevin's glass with him. Just when he was walking to the kitchen area, he
heard some shuffling sounds. He turned his head, and found Kevin was taking his
t-shirt off. That view sent waves upon waves to his nether region.

He was going to
sleep next to that tonight?!

Before he could be
caught, he turned his head and put the glasses on the table. He'd clean them
tomorrow.

When he returned,
he found Kevin already lying on the bed with his eyes closed, though he opened
them and looked at the smaller wolf when he approached. He then offered a small
smile.

That body was
mouth-watering. His body was defined as fuck, his muscles so firm to look at it
betrayed the fluff behind his neck. That made him wonder if Kevin was actually
gay. There was nothing that even gave away the slightest bit that he was gay,
he was masculine as fuck. His abs fur looked soft, masking the muscles
underneath but followed their contour.

His arms looked
strong, buff. It would be nice to be held by those strong arms, wouldn't it?

“Erm, uh, sleep."
He walked to the switch and turned the lamps off.

He approached the
bed as if he were going to sleep with a god and he had to please him tonight. He
took his shoes off and slowly climbed up the bed, almost slipping and falling.

Kevin chuckled.
“I'm not gonna bite, you know."

“Y-yeah."

“I'm not making
you uncomfortable, am I?" the red wolf asked with a slight worry in his voice.

“No! No, you're
not…" At least not in an unpleasant way.

Yet, as much as he
wanted to grope him a little bit before going to sleep, his mind couldn't take
another minute without powering down. He put his bolster between them and turned
his back to the larger wolf.

“How about this,"
Kevin said, “I'm gonna turn my back to you so I'm not gonna disturb you."

Um, y-yeah. Before Tom even
replied, he shifted to turn to his side, adjusting to the available space. “You
know, actually I wanna grope you a little before sleeping." Kevin said, his
chuckle muffled by the pillow. “But I know better than pushing my luck. You've
been satisfying me more than enough, Tom. Good night."

“Good night." Tom
looked at the clock on the wall. It was 00.34.

Okay go to sleep go to sleep go to sleep.

The grey wolf
shifted multiple times in the bed as he tried to sleep. Yet, his body defied
him. His mind was sluggish, but his heart was wildly beating in his chest. Allowing
Kevin to sleep next to him was a mistake.

Tom looked at the
red wolf. His back was wide, red, muscled like the rest of his body. It was
just there, so tempting, demanding to be touched. So close, yet, so far.

He turned again,
this time turning his back to him to direct his mind elsewhere. But he only
managed a few moments before turning again.

He glanced at the
clock again. It was 00.51.

Fuck it! Tom said as he
shifted to get closer to the other wolf. I
know I'm dead. There's no use in delaying the inevitable.

Kevin seemed like
he was deep asleep. Tom cautiously put his hand around the larger wolf's narrow
waist and hugged him from behind. His hand wiggled a bit as if looking for the
right position when in fact he was trying to get his warmth. When he found it,
his hand settled down. He leant closer to the bigger wolf's surprisingly soft red fluff on the
back of his neck and upper shoulder and took a deep breath to inhale the
other's natural scent; he would never have another chance to be this close with
Kevin.

He wished his
movement seemed to have been unconsciously made.

“Tom?"

The grey wolf
nearly jumped when he heard Kevin speak. His tail shot out, his ears
straightened. Kevin was… still… awake…?!

“Uh, Tom? You know
I don't cuddle."

He didn't reply nor
move, wishing that the other took the action as him moving in his sleep.
Though, he wasn't sure if his tremble gave it away. I know you don't cuddle, that's why I wish you were asleep!

Kevin sighed, and
Tom thought he would put his hand away and move it. But he just shifted a bit
to… get closer? Kevin shifted to let Tom to hug him closer and allowed him to
cuddle him.

Tom's heart nearly
jumped his happiness.

The red wolf shifted
closer, then let out a tired sigh. “Good night, Thomas."

For the first time
in a long while, his sleep was peaceful.